“This is Beast. Beast is the size of a Volkswagen and has an impossible amount of buds and blooms. Beast also has thorns. But if you can sneak close enough to catch a whiff, and avoid the gnarly thorns, you’ll be ruined for all the other roses for the rest of your life. The sweetest, most addictive scent amongst the thorns.” That’s what mom told my little sister and I once. She led us close … close enough to look but no further as she spoke of her favorite rosebush that she had affectionately named Beast.That was a long time…
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